HELLO
i am the ghost of troubled joe hung by his pretty white neck
ooh, but don~t mention love
i~d hate the strain of the pain again
a rush and a push and the land that we stand on is ours
ooh, but don~t mention love
i~d hate the pain of the strain all over again
a rush and a push and the land that we stand on is ours
ooh, but don~t mention love
no, no- don~t mention love
a rush and a push and the land that we stand on is ours
ooh, i think i~m in love